From the Bel Canto Opera production of The Magic Flute, Monostatos, a woad-painted Celt in ancient Britain, sings of his lust for the sleeping Pamina:
MONOSTATOS: Like a satyr I am lusting
(This fair maiden makes me so).
Though she finds my face disgusting
just because it's blue, you know,
Woad is me, I'm indigo!
I'm a Celt...blue is our fashion.
She would spurn me if we kissed,
she's determined to resist,
she rejects my manly passion cause she's colour prejudiced...
Blue and white should co-exist,
but she's colour prejudiced!
Oh, indeed I'm so excited...I don't need her to concur,
though I think she'll be delighted by the pleasures I'll confer
I've so much to offer her!
I'm a Celt...a natural lover...
I don't need no serenade
to arouse or to persuade,
Once I've had her, she'll discover I'm lover, senior grade!
I'm a paramour by trade!
She's a very lucky maid!
words © Tom Boyd
even a funnier rendition of a hilarious opera! (Once I've had her, she'll discover I'm lover, senior grade!)
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